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Zhang Yiyan met his gaze and shook his head firmly, "No, we didn't. We met Qin Hong before we came together. Before, me and..., we have been together."

"What did you do after you left the dock? Are there any witnesses?" Xu Shiben stared at Zhang Yiyan with blazing eyes, trying to get clues from his expression and movements.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yiyan half-buried his face in the arms of the tall man next to him, his face slightly red. Although his voice was low, everyone could hear clearly, "There are no witnesses, we have always been together."

Xu Shiben saw that he was not only blushing, but the tips of his ears were also feeling warm, and his fingers were grabbing the clothes of the tall man next to him, looking very shy. The tall man carefully protected him and didn't seem to care about what was going on here.

Looking at his son coming in from this person, he never moved his eyes away. It is self-evident what he did. Tsk, beauty is a disaster. His doubts about the two of them were reduced a bit, and he turned to look at Qin Hong. The latter crossed his arms and made it clear that he had never done it.

He winked at Xu Kangchen and saw his own father looking over. Xu Kangchen understood and asked a few younger brothers to look at each other separately. He stepped forward to ask Zhang Yan, "Don't blame my brother for not taking care of you. You go to the small room at the back."

"No, don't touch me."

"Don't touch him. Don't think I'm afraid of you because there are so many of you." Yan Junge patted away the outstretched hand and protected him in his arms. He looked like he was overly impulsive and fighting for love.

Zhang Yiyan lay weakly in his arms, and could only seek shelter from the approach of outsiders. Xu Kangchen was so itchy that he wanted to take action.

Xu Shiben frowned when he saw his son's unpromising look on his head. He hadn't dealt with the business here yet, so he was thinking about the matter on the third road.

There was a scuffle here, Xu Kangchen was outnumbered, and Yan Junge was holding Zhang Yiyan in his arms with one hand, feeling slightly at a disadvantage.

Xu Rubao was pulled away by Xu Wen twice, and he hurriedly stood in front of the two of them, his eyes still red, "Uncle, you are so sweet and delicate, but you are so charming. How could you do such things as kill people and destroy the ancestral hall?"

"!!!"

Zhang Yiyan pinched Yan Junge's chest to hold back the attack. The button was accidentally pinched. Yan Junge roared in his heart and could only hold the person tighter.

To outsiders, it looks more like that.

Qin Hong, on the other hand, lowered his head and tried hard to suppress the urge to laugh. This guy's filter is thicker than the base of a wine bottle.

Xu Kangchen rolled his eyes speechlessly, "No, why are you everywhere? You are really your father's filial son. Just after your father died, you defended the suspect. Besides, they don't take a fancy to you at all. If you don’t see it, go ahead.”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed, and Xu Rubao pushed back. "Yanyan is not the murderer. I saw him go back to the inn directly from the pier."

Xu Shiben frowned, "What happens next?"

"Then I met the second sister and asked me to go home. I thought I would go find Yanyan later, but I didn't expect my dad..." He lowered his head sadly.

At this time, the sergeant who was inspecting the body stood up, holding a garland in his hand. "The teacher held a garland in his hand. It was probably torn from the murderer's hand before he died."

Hearing this, Xu Rubao's expression changed. Xu Wen stood up and pointed at Zhang Yiyan and said, "This wreath belongs to him."

"!!!"

When everyone's eyes gathered, Zhang Yiyan nodded, his timid look almost giving up, "An aunt gave it to me last night. I took it off and put it in the bathroom after I returned to the room."

"It was still there when I went out this morning, but it was gone after I came back from the pier. I thought it was nothing more than a garland, but I didn't expect that it was trying to frame me."

As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand and pulled up his long sleeves, revealing his smooth and white forearms. His wrists were as smooth as jade, with no scars. "If it were torn off from my hand, the garland would not be intact, and my wrists would be intact." No scratches at all.”

The soldier motioned for him to stretch out his right hand, making sure there were no wounds. He nodded and looked at Xu Shiben, waiting for him to make up his mind. Naturally, the latter also saw it and waved his hand to signal Xu Kangchen to step aside. "Three of you, after all, someone died on our island, and anyone could be the murderer, so don't go back to the inn. Everyone will stay in the school until the murderer is caught."

"Ah Chen, you make the arrangements, don't make any mistakes."

"understood."

Qin Hong stood aside with his arms folded and asked, "You won't keep us locked up, right? Even if the officers are handling the case, they can't arrest people without asking questions."

"I think you haven't figured out the situation yet. What my dad just said was a notification, not a discussion with you." Xu Kangchen raised his hand to say hello, and immediately three or four strong men gathered around him and pulled him out.

After struggling for a few times, Qin Hong was carried away by his arm. Zhang Yiyan and Yan Junge followed behind. When the three of them came out, they saw that the few people who were outside just now were locked in the school's large classroom. There were only three or four tables and chairs. They had been moved out in advance to prevent the tables and chairs from hurting anyone.

A quick glance estimated that there were about 20 people, all new to the island, huddled together in small groups. Seeing them coming in, Kevin immediately waved them over. In addition to Kevin and his wife, Liu Qixuan, Su Xiyuan, Luan Xue and a strange girl.

After being introduced, it turned out that the person staying in the same inn with them was named Lin Xuan. On the first day, he felt a little uncomfortable and stayed in the room.

Yan Junge looked around and asked doubtfully, "Zhang Yanjie and Lu Enji are not with you?"

Liu Qixuan leaned against the wall with a cigarette in his mouth and took a deep puff, "Them? I haven't seen them since we arrived on the island. Last night I heard Lao Zhang say that he wanted to see something exciting. My little wife was worried and secretly followed her. Went. Tsk, hey, tell me, it couldn’t have been the two of them that did it.”

The places he originally wanted to go to were all men, but Zhang Yanjie probably couldn't hold back his wretchedness, but Su Xiyuan made trouble for him, and he wanted to sneak attack Zhang Yiyan at night but didn't go. But, oh, he didn't go. But luckily I didn't go, I don't know where anyone is now.

He tapped his chin in the direction of the door, "Old Yan, what do you want to ask you? You won't really keep us locked up, will you?"

Su Xiyuan came over nervously and hugged his arm, "We will return the day after tomorrow. If the murderer is not found, will they not let us go?"

"Don't scare yourself, they don't have the guts yet."

"Who knew, they are all here, and they are all vicious. Besides, they dare to lock us up here, so what else do they dare to do?"

There was silence for a while, and Su Xiyuan wanted to ask again, but was rudely interrupted by Liu Qixuan, "Don't fucking guess. Even if it's okay, you'll tell me that something happened."

"...I'm just a little worried. I have to join the crew for filming when I get back, so don't delay your schedule."

Su Xiyuan complained in a low voice, but Liu Qixuan ignored him at all. Su Xiyuan asked for trouble and stood on the other side. Yixue sighed and came over to comfort him in a low voice.

At this moment, the door opened, and several people came in carrying several buckets with soup and rice in them. It seemed that this was their lunch. Many people have already expressed their strong dissatisfaction, and were beaten directly as a result, killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, and the effect is very good.

Almost no one touched the food. After standing for a long time, everyone ignored the rice bucket and randomly found a corner to sit on the ground. They were no exception. Yan Junge found a corner to sit down, pulled Zhang Yiyan to sit on his lap, and held Zhang Yiyan in his arms.

Kissing the tip of the ear affectionately, he whispered, "Yanyan, what should we do next?"

Zhang Yiyan turned his head and kissed him back, "Listen to me..."

The two of them were sitting on top of each other. From a distance, it looked like they were sitting on their laps making out. They naturally distanced themselves automatically without disturbing them.